Gates of Rapture(151)

Yes, oh yes. I’m so close.

I can feel that you are.

He felt her orgasm ride through her body, which caused him to speed his thrusts just a little bit more. Sharp cries left her mouth. So much for keeping their lovemaking a secret from the boys. Hopefully they were sleeping deeply enough.

He came then, pleasure streaking through his cock so that even he, despite his self-control, uttered a long low moan. But his pleasure brought her again, so he sustained the rocking until her body grew quiet and slack beneath his.

Her hands were on his face, something she had done from the beginning. “I love you, Leto.”

“I love you, too.”

“You’ve made me happier than you’ll ever know.”

But he thought he knew. If she experienced even a tenth of what he felt, the joy, the deep sense of peace, and even a feeling of purpose in their breh-hedden union  , then he did know something of her happiness.

Later, as Grace fell asleep in his arms, Leto gave thanks for the life he’d been given, for a life that had been returned to him in full measure. How far he’d come from Moscow Two when he was on the brink of death. Now he stood, and perhaps would forevermore, at the gates of rapture.